Major, hell, motherfuckin', This one out to my nigga, Mike Coolin', hell, yeah Mama raised a hellrazor, born Heartless and mean, at sixteen
On the scene, fiends buggin' Kickin' up dust with the G's Soakin' up the that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I shoot
I learned not to the bitch from the prostitutes Was taught lessons, a young askin' questions While suckers was guessin', I was ganked for sexin' Elementary meant for me, can't regret it
I'm headed for the penitentiary, I'm class And I'm buckin', blastin', straight Mobbin' through the laughin' these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt
They of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can Ya me? I keep my finger on the trigger 'Cause some tried to kill me And Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' paid
Police on my pager, straight A fugitive, my is under question for investigation and even though I'm marked for death I'ma spark 'til I lose my
Motherfuckers, time I see the paper I see my picture, when a gettin' richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin' And they wonder why it's hard bein' Lord can Ya feel me? Gettin' major, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama a hellrazor Dear Lord, can Ya feel me? gettin' major, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Tell me Lord, can Ya me? Show a sign
Damn, running outta time, everybody's dyin' raised a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police down niggaz? I'm startin' to all the rich in the world is safe While the po' babies restin' in the graves God, come, save the
Ain't nothin' to do but have faith in You Dear Lord, I live the life of a thug, You understand Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta my hand And my hand's on the sixteen-shot,
Crooked cop killin' Glock, me Lord Can Ya feel me? a way I'm prayin' but my enemies won't go And I turn, I see niggaz burn
Every nigga that I know's on row My younger homie's seventeen and he a price Little young doin' triple life Though I him in his letters, it's gettin' better If my nigga the truth he'd hit the roof Just heard ya mama was smoked out, fuck the drama
Wanna break my Loc out, blunts drunk off that Tanqueray gin 'Bout to break my nigga out the pen raised a hellrazor, uh, yeah
C'mon, uh, Mama a hellrazor Uh, Lord, can Ya feel me? Stress gettin' major Lord, be my Savior, uh
Mama raised a hellrazor, stress major Lord, be my Savior, uh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' Lord, be my Savior, uh
raised a hellrazor, stress gettin' major Dear Lord, can Ya hear me? It's me A nigga tryin' to make it on these rough streets I'm on my beggin', Please come and save me
The world done made a nigga crazy I got my three-five-seven, control it Screamin' die motherfucker and loaded Everybody run for cover, I cause
Life motherfucker, duck, quick Now, am I wrong? If I am, worry me Do or die gettin' 'til the bury me Dear Lord, if Ya hear me, me why
Little girl LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just heard the Her body couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news, I see girl killin' 'Tasha
Now, I'm screamin', the world In the end, my friends, that flip-flop on my dick when my shit drop Thug Life, motherfucker, I lick
Every nigga on my block two cops Lord, can Ya hear me? When I die Let a be strapped, fucked up and high With my hands on the trigger, nigga
Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug And even in the nights, I'm a thug for life I got the to fight, now Mama a hellrazor why cry That's life in the ghetto, do or die